It rained on and off all night and my hopes of pleasant walk
out onto the Hoo Peninsular were looking somewhat damp but thankfully by dawn
it had blown itself through and after checking that my, as yet unfinished new
polycarbonate greenhouse was still where I left it I headed out onto the Isle
of Grain to meet up in an appropriate manner with Carl for a marshland amble.
We managed to get parked towards the end of Decoy Lane and
made our way down the Elm and Hawthorn lined trackway past Swigshole Farm and out onto the
marsh. The sheep fields were full of cawing Rooks and parties of Skylark ‘chirrupped’
as they moved between pastures.
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There were lots of old farm ponds to be found.
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The track widened and the
Blackthorn and
Hawthorn hedges had
been absolutely mullered by a thrasher leaving enough room for two buses side
by side.
There were sooty
Blackbirds erupting
from the tangles and
Chaffinches and
Goldfinches were in the weedy edges along
with a orangey breasted
Robins and a far brighter male
Stonechat.
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Stonechat
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A
Chiffchaff worked its way along the fenceline and
Cetti’s
Warblers explosively shouted from the reedy ditches while parties of
Reed
Bunting, Meadow Pipit and
Skylark fed on the bare areas on the main path.
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Chiffchaff
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Reed Buntings
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Remains of giant military WWII binoculars...
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We veered left towards the river wall where
Little Egrets
and
Little Grebes fed in and alongside one of the linear pools just below the
levee. Poking our heads over the top to view
Egypt Bay revealed that the tide
was dropping but as yet there were no waders to be seen.
Rock and
Meadow Pipits were out on the
saltmarsh and 12
Golden Plover circled above us although it took an age to find
them in the blue.
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Egypt Bay
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DP World - London Gateway
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Egyptian Geese opposite Egypt Bay
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It was a glorious morning to be out with sunshine and white
clouds and brisk but not overly cool westerly breeze. Further east we came to
St Mary’s Bay were Oystercatchers and a few Redshank were sitting out the last
of the high water and a raft of Shelduck bobbed around off shore.
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Oystercatchers
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The saltmarsh of St Mary's Bay
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Suddenly the bay was full of a shimmering mass of
Black-tailed Godwits that careened up river in a sinuous flock of pied wings
and gleaming underparts. A few Curlew headed the same way and Carl was very
pleased having not seen them since he were a lad up on the moors back home...
(please insert your own attempt at a northern English accent at this point).
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Black-tailed Godwits - but can you see the single Knot? Canvey Island's new blue seawall behind
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The views across to the Essex shoreline were crystal clear
and as usual I had fun landmarking my way along the coast from DP World and its
container ships to Shoeburyness at the far mouth of the Thames. As the tide swiftly dropped you could even
see the Brents out from Leigh-on-Sea but had to be content with just two
juveniles with the Shelduck flock on this side of the river.
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Shelduck
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Shelduck and Brent Geese
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An early lunch was taken on a sandy beach where an
appropriately placed couple of old jetty beams made ideal seats out of the
wind. It was all very pleasant. On our early summer walks we had bemoaned that
the pubs were unfortunately (but sensibly) closed and then we managed not have
a walk while they were open so I made sure that that did not happen today and a
small bottle of 12 year old Glenfiddich joined us for a lunchtime libation although my very
gay plastic shot glasses may have spoilt the image somewhat. Fortified by sandwiches, coffee, whisky and a
fine apple muffin from Emma we pushed on along the river wall.
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This Juniper Shieldbug was a surprising visitor during lunch
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A large flock of Curlews fed out on the meadows near to six derelict
concrete buildings that I can only assume are of military origins and back on
the receding waterline we added Knot, Bar-tailed Godwit, Dunlin, Ringed and
Grey Plover to the wader list.
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One of three Ringed Plovers on the shore
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The huge flat views and strong sunlight made for some great
contrasting landscape shots wherever you looked.
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APL Savannah
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Leigh-on-Sea
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Racing wash lines from the APL Savannah container ship
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There were very few small birds other than a handful of
Skylarks and Meadow Pipits and I had hoped for a Harrier or Peregrine but had
to make do with a couple of Kestrels.
About half a mile from Allhallows-on-Sea we turned inland
and started to climb up towards St Mary Hoo. A seed crop that included
sunflowers held Linnets, Chaffinches and Goldfinches and I suspect it will come
into its own as winter eventually gets a hold.
A flock of 46 noisy Fieldfares lined the adjacent hedge before chacking
and wheezing off overhead with white underwings flashing.
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Allhallows-on-Sea across the mudflats
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Looking back down the path from the sea wall - it got grey for a short while
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Fieldfares
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Black-headed Gulls
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Another turn at the old capped landfill where Biffa are
extracting methane and the route back had begun. It followed narrow rarely used tunnel footpaths for
the most part and afforded superb views out across the marshes below and the
Thames and Essex beyond and some of the houses in the hamlet have got views
that actually take in the Medway to the south east as well.
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Orchid rosette - not sure which one
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Giraffe or Nessie for a shadow?
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Alpaca |
A flock of Long-tailed Tits and Goldcrests foraged in a tint copse and a Great Spotted Woodpecker watched us from a Hawthorn near Moat
Farm where I got distracted by a flowering Fatsia japonica just into their walled
garden. Every Ivy-like bloom was covered
in Calliphora of various sizes along with a still golden hairy Pollenia, two Neomyia
cornicina (yes I counted bristles again) and a male Syphus ribesii. There were
lots of Common Wasps too.
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Fatsia japonica |
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Syrphus sp ribesii I think
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Pollenia sp
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Common Wasp
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The church was very quaint and I presume it is called St Mary’s
as there was no signage at all and the sprawling property at the end of the
lane was centred around the very fine Newlands Farm house which looked every bit
the 18th century property that it is.
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St Mary's, Hoo
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Ivy-leaved Toadflax
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What a huge granite trough and quite an inscription!
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I did some Googling and was intrigued to discover the history behind these troughs. There seems to be a register of them too but I could not find the St Mary Hoo one on there so have submitted it to the Association.
Anyway, some facts:
In 1859 the Metropolitan Free Drinking Fountain Association
was established in London, England to provide free drinking water. The first
fountain was erected in London in 1859 and became an immediate success and many
subsequent fountains were placed opposite pubs or churchyards.
By 1867 there were over 800 drinking fountains in UK, and
ornamental and memorial fountains were donated by private benefactors. The name
was changed to include cattle troughs in support of animal welfare: The Metropolitan
Drinking Fountain and Cattle Trough Association (M.D.F.C.T.A.). As horse traffic declined due to the invention of the motor
car, troughs were no longer built, and with the concern over hygiene the metal
cups were replaced with bubblers.
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Newlands Farm - 1746
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From here it was through some fairly sterile wheat fields
with no birds bar the odd Wood Pigeon or Rook to be seen before the last
path back down to Decoy Farm and the car.
These were the best views of the entire walk and you could
see the Greylag flocks out on the fields to the west and a raft of Wigeon on
the reservoir by Swigshole that we could not see on the walk down. Another
container ship – the Santos Express was slowing down for DP World and the very
last field was full of shiny, glossy Rooks all busily probing around for tasty
morsels.
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The Santos Express
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The weather had been kind to us and there had been some fine
wildlife encounters along the way and it had had been good to meet up again and put the world to rights but it felt like time for a proper cuppa so
we bid our farewells and went our separate ways.
St Mary Hoo is now a private house, or was when I was there in about 2008, it is unlukely to have been returned to a working church.
ReplyDeleteoh.. that would explain the lack of signage. Hope they did not mind me walking around the churchyard garden! many thanks
ReplyDeleteLooks like Bee Orchid
ReplyDeleteThank you
DeleteNice read, but *not* the 'Isle of Pain'? Hoo Peninsula. The Isle of Grain starts east of Yantlet Creek, which used to join to Colemouth Creek to form the isle.
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